That may read crassly, but it was actually alluring and suggestive –- a masturbatory fantasy brought to life with just the right amount of tasteful titillation. First straddling the top of it and gently grinding like the Prince of yore, then delicately tumbling onto her back with her legs propped up on the edge, she was soon surrounded by male hands reaching up through holes in the back and seat of the couch to caress her. From 50 feet away, it was hard not to become intimately aware of the curves of her derriere.)Īs her five-piece band and two backing vocalists eased into a darkened recasting of the Divinyls’ hit “I Touch Myself,” evoking the moodiest moments of Massive Attack, Pink began to slowly writhe on a red-leather curved couch. (Uninhibited yet never blatantly raunchy, she has the thick-thighed, amazingly toned physique of a gymnast yet struts like a stripper on a shooting spree. Her second, heavily sexual sequence of the show, for instance, owes virtually everything to the grande dame of poptopia.Īfter initially emerging in acrobatic fashion, wearing a court jester’s bodice with an immense train of blood-orange feathers flowing away from her (below), she reappeared in revealing garb like only Cher used to dare - nothing but high heels, a black lace bra and leggings to match, and a G-string underneath. Of course, no one tops Madge, partly because she stays ahead of the curve, but mostly because everyone is so busy cribbing ideas from her. Pink’s tremendously appealing production, a costumed and choreographed knockout that nevertheless rarely stops rocking, is not only one of the best shows I’ve seen all year, it’s among the most invigorating spectacles this decade, close behind the enormity of JT’s 2007 tour, any number of U2 and Coldplay outings, and various encounters with Madonna. Which is perhaps why it was so stunning to see Pink not just join the ranks of her arena-filling peers at last but, with this phenomenal show, instantly rise toward the top of the class, leaping over Britney Spears and Christina Aguilera and Mariah Carey -– and puny-by-comparison upstarts like Katy Perry and Lady Gaga –- to stand alongside the fiercest performer in the game right now, Beyonce. Her biggest exposure beyond MTV’s Video Music Awards, then, has come by setting the stage for others, although her fearless aerial work opening for Justin Timberlake two years ago, which brought her to both Staples and Honda Center, merely hinted at her capabilities. Even her previous tour of 2006-07, which packed arenas everywhere else in the world, only produced a small-scale warm-up gig at the Avalon in Hollywood. Yet, until this quasi-coming-out at Staples, the largest venue Pink had headlined in Southern California was the 2,000-capacity Wiltern Theatre seven years ago. What’s remarkable, however, is just how accomplished and thoroughly engaging Pink came across during her nearly two-hour dazzler.Īfter five albums and a decade of scene-stealing moments at awards shows, you expect she’d be a seasoned performer able to easily enchant tens of thousands of fans.
So it was heartening that Friday night, when he wasn’t nuzzling up to and making out with his boyfriend, an obviously impressed Lambert -– who was often the first in my section to leap up and cheer –- got schooled in the ways of the Big Show, just as Pink has clearly learned her tricks by studying Madonnaand Janet Jackson over the years. His nationwide splash was such a cannonball that he has no choice but to return with over-the-top excitement, wild grandeur, plenty of daring –- all the elements that make Pink’s current Funhouse fantasia so marvelous. Moore finally brought home after hugely successful tours of Europe and Australia is precisely the sort of gender-bending extravaganza to which the American Idol star aspires. Please forgive the name-dropping –- I wouldn’t mention it if he hadn’t made his presence so obvious –- but it was fitting that Adam Lambert sat directly in front of me Friday night to see Pink wow a capacity crowd at Staples Center.Īfter all, the eye-grabbing sensation Ms.
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